My nose seemed perfect to fit down in the slot. As she worked her legs-- freeing her ankles of their jeany chains--her thighs spread slightly. In the ...crotch, the dampened fabric molded itself to the parting of her inflamed parts. Before I could think of it, my tongue lashed out to linger on that very spot of cloth.We both gasped at the same moment.The way my dancing tongue made the whole area quiver made me want to keep on doing just that. But eventually I stopped. I stopped to do you know. Laura put her hands behind Bret’s head as he sucked us both. It was then that I realized that the hand that was playing with my balls was Bret’s.Laura leaned back against me and I cupped her breasts as Bret licked and sucked us both. “I want to fuck him again,” she hoarsely whispered to me.I should probably tell you about Bret’s cock. It was about average in length, maybe a little shorter than average. Certainly shorter than mine. The head was also pretty average. But when he got hard, the. I couldn't hardly believe it myself. "Lester, if you don't go out there and get Molly back, I'll call the goddam sherrif's office over to Durston," I told him. "I'll call the state police, I'll call the fucking FBI if I have to! I mean it, damn it!"Lester sips his coffee. "Well, you do that, Josh," he says. "'Course, the sherrif will just call me to find out what the story is. He wants to come out here and go up against Ramsey Boyce for playing kinky games with his wife and your girlfriend,. The four of us made short work of the rest and we finally sat down to rest in the living room with a soft drink each.The Harvey’s cabin was a nice cozy cabin with one bedroom down with a bath for the main floor and two bedrooms up with another full bath for both rooms. Bobby would take the buck room while Megan would take the one with a double bed. There was also a loft upstairs that opened to the downstairs living room. There was a dining area off the kitchen that opened out unto a covered.